"Bah what am i thinking of!" he sighed "Food wouldnt kill me!" he cheerfully replied to himself

Griffin neared the corner of the wall

"Watch the corners!" He whispered as he placed himself on the corner of the street, it was a wide cross junction. easily could get mowed down...or ran over. It was too quiet, far to quiet. Then in the distance he could see the heat waves coming off two black shadows......Speeder bikes.

"Guys, we got enemy light armor down there, say about 1200 metres...Wait for them to pass or engage?"

"Im in no mood to fight a pair of speedies, just leave them" Elka said

"Very well, Baseplate, this is Griffin copy?" He kneeled down and spoke into his comms

"This is baseplate. status Corporal?"

"I got an unknown, Elka and myself, were coming in now....Oh and baseplate?"

"What is it Corporal?"

"Got any of that pasta left?" Griffin happily spoke into his comms

"......." The comms line went dead

"Does that mean they do or they dont?" Griffin said confusedly to Elka

Elka gave Griffin a slap then grinned.

"Just go Griff....Just go!" she then ushered Griffin

I am the Hammer. I am the sword in His hand, I am the point of His spear. I am the Gauntlet about His fist. I am the Bane of His foes and the woes of the treacherous. I am the End.

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"Jaith you're ok! What are you doing?"

Jaith lined up the shot ignoring his sister as the blaster pistol fired. The rebel's head snapped back, his face simply gone, turned to a blacked crater of burned meat. The Twi'lek screamed, Ã¢Â€ÂœNo!Ã¢Â€Â as she watched her love fall. She grabbed hold of his body to stop him hitting the ground, giving him one last piece of dignity.

As soon as it was done she lunged at Jaith, who quickly adjusted the power level of his blaster to stun and fired a shot into her chest. She slumped to the ground and Jaith picked her up. Jaith finally answered his sister, "Pacifying agents of the Alliance to Restore the Republic in order to restore the sector to tranquillity." He said calmly, beginning to walk away. Carbine looked stunned, watching him go. "You murdered him!" Jaith looked back, over his shoulder, not stopping. "I did my duty, for the Empire."

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Gemma and Dodger were watching the smoke clear when they saw the awful scene unfold before them. Gemma immediately lifted her rifle to take out the Imp but Dodger placed a hand on the barrel making her lower it, Ã¢Â€ÂœIf you kill him youÃ¢Â€Â™re no better than the murdering scum he is.Ã¢Â€Â

Gemma nodded, Ã¢Â€ÂœOne thingÃ¢Â€Â™s clear. I know IÃ¢Â€Â™m on the right side. Who murders someone like that? Quarry didnÃ¢Â€Â™t even have time to defend himself.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœThatÃ¢Â€Â™s the Imperial way,Ã¢Â€Â Dodger growled.

Ã¢Â€ÂœYou donÃ¢Â€Â™t happen to have another charge you could set off?Ã¢Â€Â Gemma asked.

Dodger shook his head, Ã¢Â€ÂœNot one that wouldnÃ¢Â€Â™t result in Elna getting killed.Ã¢Â€Â

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To say Carbine was shocked was an understatement. Her brother had just killed someone in front of her and he didnÃ¢Â€Â™t seem perturbed about it. He was doing it for the Empire, or at least thatÃ¢Â€Â™s what he claimed.

Carbine watched as he threw the unconscious TwiÃ¢Â€Â™lek over his shoulder. Ã¢Â€ÂœWhat are you going to do with her?Ã¢Â€Â Carbine asked with concern.

Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™m taking her in for questioning,Ã¢Â€Â Jaith said coolly.

Ã¢Â€ÂœBut you just killed her friend in front of her, I doubt sheÃ¢Â€Â™ll want to talk to you!Ã¢Â€Â Carbine shouted as the shooting resumed against the Dark Trooper.

Jaith turned to look at Carbine, Ã¢Â€ÂœWe have ways to extract information.Ã¢Â€Â Carbine looked at him in disgust. Ã¢Â€ÂœNow go back to your shop, Carbine. I donÃ¢Â€Â™t want you getting hurt.Ã¢Â€Â

Carbine took a step back, Ã¢Â€ÂœYeah I think IÃ¢Â€Â™ll do that.Ã¢Â€Â She really wanted to get away from him. It seemed that her brother had a darker side and she didnÃ¢Â€Â™t like it.

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Jaith did not at all feel troubled by the recent turn of events. He had killed a member of the Rebellion. He had killed an insurgent. A terrorist. He was defending the citizens and soldiers of the empire. He was defending Raina, he was defending Carbine. What he did needed to be done. He had to fight, he had to kill, so people like his sister could continue their lives in peace. But sometimes things happened, and the war was brought to them. Unfortunately this had happened, and now, exposed to what he did to defend people like her, his sister seemed to be in a state of shock, appalled at what must be done to ensure safety. She may hate him, but what he did, he did for people like her.

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Flying like retards into the Fortress, having dodged some Rebel gunfire (and taking out a few on the way), Davik and Vince made their way to the weapons stash. Lo and behold, it was freakin' huge.

"So... many... guns!"

The two couldn't hold themselves, as it was quite the load. Grabbing two PLX-1s for himself, Davik headed back to the speeder, then back to the stash to get extra ammo. Vince did the same, but for some reason brought a third PLX-1. The two made their way back to the ground level, and went to face the Dark Trooper.

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Havrim didn't know where he was. Up was down, down was left, green was black. He was confusing himself. Images floated in his vision. Before he could think another random thought a wave of intense pain shot through his body. His back arched and even more spots floated across his vision. But voices began coming to his ears.

"He's coming around."

"Not fast enough. Give him another shot."

Immediately another blinding wave of pain lanced through him. A horrific gurgling was heard. It took Havrim a few moments to realize it was coming from his own throat.

"There. He's awake."

"Aww come on Peeks. One more shot? Please?"

"Absolutely not. This one is actually valuable. He's a rebel. We don't want to be killing him. Only soften him up."

As their chuckles grew distant, Havrim managed to pull himself into a sitting position. He sat for what seemed to be an eternity as his vision slowly returned. He made out a barren cell. A cloth on the floor for sleeping and the refresher was a hole in the ground. Ah the Imperial courtesy.

The cell door creaked open and another person was thrown in. Havrim immediately recognized the green-skinned Twi'lek as Elna. He had trained with her when they were younger. Her eyes were blotched red as if she had been crying heavily. She looked up at him fiercely.

"I swear I'll kill that Imperial. I swear."

"Elna? Are you alright?"

She blinked and all the rage left her body as she collapsed on the floor. "Havrim! They killed Quarry Hav! He was defenseless!"

Havrim slid his aching body over to her and did the best he could to console her.

"It's a war Elna. People die. Loved ones too. Don't worry. We'll all get of this and the Empire will pay for all those they've killed."

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Ã¢Â€ÂœLetÃ¢Â€Â™s roll out!Ã¢Â€Â ordered the Rebel sergeant to her team.

Hiding in the shadows just inside the Rebel sanctuaryÃ¢Â€Â™s entrance, Ghost tensed. Need to get out of here and report this locationÃ¢Â€Â¦

Slipping out the door silently just ahead of the oncoming team, he looked back to make sure he hadnÃ¢Â€Â™t been seen.

Sure his presence had gone unnoticed, he darted outÃ¢Â€Â¦only to literally collide with a sentry heÃ¢Â€Â™d avoided while entering the area.

Without a secondÃ¢Â€Â™s hesitation, and with a surge of adrenaline from the surprise and shock of the encounter, Ã¢Â€Â™57 wrapped his left arm around the trooperÃ¢Â€Â™s neck and thrust his right glove blade into the young manÃ¢Â€Â™s exposed throat below his blast visor.

Dropping his blaster in shock the trooper tried to scream, but only a sickening gurgle was heard. Before the Rebel was totally limp, however, another pair of sentries walked from around a nearby corner. DAMN! Must be a change in the guard shift!

Leveling their blasters, both cut loose. Shoving the increasingly heavy trooper into the line of fire, 57Ã¢Â€Â™ blocked the shots and looked for an escape.

From behind, he could hear the Rebel sergeant and her team running up.

Ã¢Â€ÂœTHIS IS SS 2557Ã¢Â€Â Ghost shouted into all his communicator frequencies, hoping someone was listening. Ã¢Â€ÂœI HAVE DISCOVERED THE REBEL BASE!Ã¢Â€Â Letting the dead trooper fall, 57Ã¢Â€Â™ pulled his disrupter and scout blaster as he dropped to one knee. Ã¢Â€ÂœTRACK MY LOCATION!Ã¢Â€Â Just dodging a bolt, Ghost fired his scout blaster and hit the Rebel theyÃ¢Â€Â™d been calling Ã¢Â€Â˜DodgerÃ¢Â€Â™ squarely in the shoulder, sending him to the duracreat with a thud and a yell. Ã¢Â€ÂœI REPEAT!Ã¢Â€Â A shot from behind grazed his shoulder. Turning on the two oncoming guards Ã¢Â€Â™57 leveled one with his disrupter and knee-capped the other with his scout.Ã¢Â€Â™ Ã¢Â€Âœ..THE REBEL OPERATION CENTER IS AT MYÃ¢Â€Â¦Ã¢Â€Â

The impact of the hit knocked Ã¢Â€Â™57 from his firing position to his back. Looking down, he could see the smoldering hole burned through his chest plate. Tilting his head weakly back up, he could see the smoke trailing from the Rebel sergeantÃ¢Â€Â™s blaster.

Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™ll be damnedÃ¢Â€Â¦.Ã¢Â€Â He sputtered. Ã¢Â€ÂœÃ¢Â€Â¦.killed by a womanÃ¢Â€Â¦.Ã¢Â€Â

Weakly, he attempted to raise his blaster and fire again, but she was ready and squeezed off another bolt. His head snapped back from the shot to the helmet, he never felt the bolts from her companionsÃ¢Â€Â¦

"You set a code to live by. I won't be wronged, I won't be insulted...I won't be laid a hand on. I don't do these things to other men, and I require the same from them."

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Gemma watched as the Imp went down and felt a slight wave of relief. She got him in the chest and then gone for the head, exactly where his com would be. She knew that he certainly would have been reporting their position. She turned to Griffin, who had just tripped over the body, Ã¢Â€ÂœTell Athos weÃ¢Â€Â™ve been compromised. We need to evacuate and get off world as soon as possible.Ã¢Â€Â

Griffin nodded, Ã¢Â€ÂœYes maÃ¢Â€Â™am.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœElna check on Dodger,Ã¢Â€Â Gemma instructed as she stalked towards the still form of the Imperial soldier.

She saw that her first shot had penetrated his chest armour. She kicked his blaster away from his outstretched hand and moved towards his head. The protective face plates were shattered and one side of the helmet was torn asunder from the blaster shot. She was surprised to see that the Imps face wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t a charred mess. It seemed the helmet had taken the brunt.

She knelt down and removed the helmet, one side of his face was lined with thin scratches and the faintest burn damage from the head shot, but the rest of his face was unmarked by the destruction of the helmet. Ã¢Â€ÂœThey make half decent helmets it seems,Ã¢Â€Â Gemma muttered to herself as she peered into the inner lining of the helmet. Ã¢Â€ÂœTracking device,Ã¢Â€Â she said to herself as she noticed and small flashing icon on the remaining shards of the HUD display. She dropped the helmet to the ground and stamped on it a couple of times before smashing the butt of her rifle on the remains to crush the intricate electronics.

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As Carbine made her way back to her shop she stopped for a moment to look into the sky, she raised a hand to shield her eyes from the sun and attempted to keep her mind off the image of Jaith shooting the Rebel. As hard as she tried her memory kept reminding her.

She attempted to justify what he had done, but the Rebel hadnÃ¢Â€Â™t even had a blaster in his hand. Ã¢Â€ÂœMaybe he had a knife up his sleave,Ã¢Â€Â she suggested out loud.

Carbine walked into her shop with a blank look on her face. Arista was filing her nails, Ã¢Â€ÂœYouÃ¢Â€Â™re gonna be proud of me. I should another Areeba Twelve while you were out.Ã¢Â€Â Arista then noticed the look on CarbineÃ¢Â€Â™s face, Ã¢Â€ÂœAre you alright?Ã¢Â€Â

Arista shrugged, Ã¢Â€ÂœThereÃ¢Â€Â™s battles going on out there everywhere, it was bound to happen sooner or later.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœNo,Ã¢Â€Â Carbine started, Ã¢Â€ÂœThis wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t in the heat of the moment, he just walked up to this guy and shot him.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœWas he a Rebel?Ã¢Â€Â Arista asked.

Ã¢Â€ÂœYeah, apparently so.Ã¢Â€Â Carbine said as she sat down behind her desk.

Ã¢Â€ÂœSo whatÃ¢Â€Â™s the problem?Ã¢Â€Â Arista asked, Ã¢Â€ÂœThey would have killed him had they been in similar circumstances.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœBut he wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t armed,Ã¢Â€Â Carbine said in response.

Ã¢Â€ÂœWould you have rather it been your brother who had been killed?Ã¢Â€Â Arista said pointedly.

Ã¢Â€ÂœOf course not,Ã¢Â€Â Carbine said with a look of horror on her face.

Ã¢Â€ÂœThen be glad that he can handle himself. I lost my ex when he came face to face with a Rebel. If he hadnÃ¢Â€Â™t hesitated in firing he might still be here today.Ã¢Â€Â Arista said as she pointed her nail file at Carbine.

Carbine nodded feeling numb, Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™m going to get some caf.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœSounds like a good idea, IÃ¢Â€Â™ll have one too if youÃ¢Â€Â™re going to ArlayÃ¢Â€Â™s.Ã¢Â€Â Arista said with a cheeky grin.

Ã¢Â€ÂœOkay, IÃ¢Â€Â™ll make it two cups of caf.Ã¢Â€Â Carbine said as she walked out, forgetting that the Dark Trooper was still loose.

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Gemma was leading the remainder of her squad back out into the action. She stopped as she heard AthosÃ¢Â€Â™ voice though her headset, Ã¢Â€ÂœSergeant weÃ¢Â€Â™ve located HarvimÃ¢Â€Â™s position in the Imperial building. IÃ¢Â€Â™ll send the co-ordinates to you.Ã¢Â€Â

Gemma quickly took note, Ã¢Â€ÂœOkay weÃ¢Â€Â™ll see if we can get him out.Ã¢Â€Â She told as she turned to the others. Ã¢Â€ÂœWeÃ¢Â€Â™re going to need to split up. WeÃ¢Â€Â™ve got to get Harvim out and do a sweep for Elna.Ã¢Â€Â Gemma said as she looked at Elka.

Next Gemma turned to their explosives expert, Ã¢Â€ÂœDodger, we need you to do your magic but youÃ¢Â€Â™ve got to leave the best until last.Ã¢Â€Â

Dodger grinned, Ã¢Â€ÂœYes maÃ¢Â€Â™am. Can I borrow OlÃ¢Â€Â™ Vik? IÃ¢Â€Â™m going to need someone to lean on,Ã¢Â€Â Dodger said as he held his injured shoulder.

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Griffin stood next to gemma, looking all macho, his rifle slung over his shoulder. Griffin had threw away his helmet. It was annoying him, Griffin liked to be flexible. So he replaced his helmet with a pair of sunglasses before walking upto a large shop window, Checking out his reflection.

"Oh dear" He whispered, then started checking the pouches on his webbing vigoursly

"Ahhh got it!" He said as he flipped a comb out of his utility pouch, combing his hair backwards.

"Much better" He smiled into the window and winked at him self

"Sarge where we off then?" He turned around, putting on his serious tone of voice

Gemma stared blankly at him, sighed and then began to speak

"Just waiting for the co ords for this imp building, then i think we'll do a bit of party bashing" She smirked

"Oh goody! as long as theres food. im starving" Griffin beamed

"Good ole Griff" Elna chuckled

Griffin just gave her a shrug back with a confused look

I am the Hammer. I am the sword in His hand, I am the point of His spear. I am the Gauntlet about His fist. I am the Bane of His foes and the woes of the treacherous. I am the End.

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Soon enough Gemma had the co-ordinates. Ã¢Â€ÂœRight, weÃ¢Â€Â™re going to use the tunnels again, we must be care that the Imps havenÃ¢Â€Â™t already located the various ways in.Ã¢Â€Â

With that Gemma led them to the nearest entry to the secret underground tunnels. They travelled to the hidden basement on the elevator which they rode on. Gemma entered the pin code so they could reach the hidden level. From there they run through the sewer system and Gemma was glad sheÃ¢Â€Â™d left her helmet on, as she pulled the portable breathing mask from the side. Griffin on the other hand was coughing a spluttering.

Elka laughed at him, Ã¢Â€ÂœSee you should have kept the helmet.Ã¢Â€Â

They reached the apex they were looking for and Gemma led them on, they had to crawl through some ducking but soon enough they were inside the Imperial complex. Gemma quickly found a control panel and checked the security images, Ã¢Â€ÂœSeems theyÃ¢Â€Â™re busy higher up. IÃ¢Â€Â™m guessing itÃ¢Â€Â™s from QuarryÃ¢Â€Â™s early escapade.Ã¢Â€Â

The trio moved on with little resistance. Ã¢Â€ÂœNow the tricky part,Ã¢Â€Â Gemma said, Ã¢Â€ÂœWe need to get to the detention block.

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Dodger tried to ignore the pain in his shoulder as he and OlÃ¢Â€Â™ Vik made their way back towards the action. Ã¢Â€ÂœI suggest we find a nice high building to watch the action from,Ã¢Â€Â Dodger told.

OlÃ¢Â€Â™ Vik shook his head, Ã¢Â€ÂœI want to beat some Imperials to a pulp, canÃ¢Â€Â™t do that at the top of a building.Ã¢Â€Â

Dodger nodded, Ã¢Â€ÂœGood point, also itÃ¢Â€Â™s easy to run if need be.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœOlÃ¢Â€Â™ Vik donÃ¢Â€Â™t run,Ã¢Â€Â the older man said.

Dodger chuckled, Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™m sure you donÃ¢Â€Â™t. You look like the stay and fight type.Ã¢Â€Â With a grin Dodger pointed to a building at the east, Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™m going to start with that one, then IÃ¢Â€Â™m going to cascade the effect towards the west. Buildings are going to come down all over the place.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœWhat about the people inside?Ã¢Â€Â OlÃ¢Â€Â™ Vik asked with curiosity.

Dodger smiled, Ã¢Â€ÂœI chose the more derelict buildings and told the occupants they were going to be evicted today. They got out pretty quickly.Ã¢Â€Â

OlÃ¢Â€Â™ Vik rolled his eyes, Ã¢Â€ÂœYouÃ¢Â€Â™re a softie.Ã¢Â€Â

Dodger raised a finger to his helmet, where his lips would be, Ã¢Â€ÂœShh donÃ¢Â€Â™t tell anyone.Ã¢Â€Â Then Dodger took out his first trigger. Ã¢Â€ÂœNow let the games begin,Ã¢Â€Â with that Dodger fired and watched as first one building, then another and another shook and then tumbled. Ã¢Â€ÂœMan I hope I squash some Imps, especially that Dark Trooper.Ã¢Â€Â

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Havrim just sat around as Elna sobbed. She was going through a hard time and he could understand. But as she sat against his chest his senses were slowly returning to him. There was still a dull pain in his head that would not go away. The imps looked busy. They were running back and forth in front of his cell. Something was up. He caught mentions of infiltration. Havrim allowed himself a small smile. Leave it to Gemma and Griff.

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Old Vik was watching those immense buildings break apart and fall to ruins. It was a lot of destruction all at once. The whole area seemed like it had become hell itself. It was a city, but it quickly became a battlefield. The street's concrete was getting stained with blood, lots of blood. Friends, enemies and things, every party was losing, more and more with the hours.

Old Vik wasn't feeling sad one bit. He felt alive. He was in his element. He was where he wanted to be. Others were dying, and that was sad, but that's war. If he had to die, it would be here. The other one mentioned something about running. Nah, he wouldn't run. He had been waiting for this...

He got interrupted in his train of thoughts by a rocket passing by and exploding VERY close to them. That damn Dark Trooper crap! His face was crimson red with anger as he was about to reply with the muzzle of his cannons, but then felt a hand gripping hard on his arm. Turning to Dodger, he saw that his companion seemed to have it bad. The rocket missed, but Dodger's left side was taking a dark red tone that wasn't good news. He needed out of here. And he needed help.

Being as careful as he could under the circumstances, Old Vik lifted the explosives expert and slung him over his shoulder. He was heavier than he would have expected, probably because of all his equipment.

"Er... Ouch." Dodger had started to say something, but then passed out. Old Vik was taking him away from this mess, as quickly as his old legs could carry the both of them. He soon arrived in front of a well known wooden door. Light could be seen through the window, under the blind, he was pretty sure he was there. His huge fist knocked firmly, loudly, a few times.

A suspicious eye peeked out through the blind. The door opened wide as a smile appeared on the face of a big man, it was the bar's doorman. He was in his pjs, and judging by the look on his face, had probably been taking a nap just the moment before. "Vik, what the hell are you doing here? At this hour, I usually... What's going on?" The serious look on Vik's face made him worry. He was still feeling a bit disoriented by the sudden wakening.

"No time to chat," Vik said, "My friend here got it bad. I was wondering if you still had some of that stuff with you. Can you let us in?" he asked, not waiting for an answer, already walking towards the livingroom. The feeling of an emergency made the big bouncer wake up completely. He closed the door, then went to help his friend lay the injured man on a couch that had seen better days.

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Returning to the scene where the Dark Trooper roamed, Davik and Vince were preparing to fire. Davik took his two PLX-1's, one in each hand, and fired. The Dark Trooper was hit, it fell down. While reloading his rockets, the Dark Trooper got back up, and shot a rocket straight at Davik's feet. Unfortunately, it hit him in the stomach, Davik's rockets damaged the Dark Trooper's targeting system. So Vince was forced to watch as his friend blew to smithereens.

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"-Raina, this is outrageous."

"Shalashaska, if you want to take on that Darktrooper yourself, be my guest. Until that is taken care of, I can't do anything." She replied solemnly.

"I'm out." The Colonel turned away from the Commander's desk, and calmly walked out the door. He needed to get Havrim out of this place before they overdosed him. Shalashaska left the Command offices en-route to the Prison Block. Troops were running every which way; it seems the Darktrooper was more of a threat than they thought.

He reached the prison holds and came upon Havrim's cell; the poor kid looked drunk."Havrim? Havrim, it's your uncle. You alright?"

"Why would I...talk to you? You betrayed us...me..."

"Stop this foolishness. Havrim, I'm getting you out of here."

"No Blaine, I don't trust you. Not after what you did."

"Hahahahaha..." Blaine shook his head.

"What's so funny?"

"Charades are usually humorous."

"Wha-?"

"No time to get into detail, I'm gettin' you outta here, I'll explain on the way."

"Explain what?"

"I can't here, not in front of the girl. She'll have to stay."

"Why do you always have to complicate things? It's always something."

"Let's not start this now."

"Start what?"

Blaster fire and shouting could be heard through the base's interior, getting closer. "I'll bet that's the Sergeant, she might not be very happy to see me...we'll talk later." Blaine handed him a keycard for the cell door. "Havrim...you know where to find me."

"That I do, uncle. I'll see you around."

Shalashaska nodded and walked out the rear base entrance to a scrap-disguised starship, an ancient Dynamic-class freighter. Explosions and blaster fire filled the air in the background as he walked up the service ramp, then into the cockpit, rumbling the engines to life. He looked at a nearby screen, a very large amount of credits had been transferred to his account, and it was only half. The Hutts payed well. Very well, actually; 500 million, just like that.

"Show me that horizon..." Blaine punched the controls, blasting out of the hemisphere.